Wash and blow dry

On our initial practice runs with the Moho we were fortunate enough to enjoy fine weather and sunshine, our first night in Kingston introduced us to life inside a washing machine 😱

Strong winds and lashing rain assaulted us all night, little sleep was had but we emerged unscathed the next morning and pretty sure that we don’t have any leaks at least.

The next night was much better and well rested we continued on toward Nelson, just over the border in Victoria. En route we stopped at the popular Periwinkles Cafe in Port MacDonnell, the home of the Southern Rock Lobster and I couldn’t go past half a lobster for lunch which lived up to all expectations and didn’t break the bank.

Crossing the border (permits in hand but no one in sight) we trundled into sleepy Nelson on the banks of the Glenelg River. I have wanted to visit Nelson for years ever since seeing a photo of the riverside shacks but we have always been time limited on the way to Port Fairy.

The tiny River Vu Caravan Park was perfect, backing on to the estuary with a jetty and boat launching area visible from our kitchen window.

 

It was a perfect base to explore nearby Donovans with its stunning cliff views, catch up with friends in Mount Gambier that we had met previously at the Milang ‘get together‘ and even throw a line into the river, alas with no luck.

We ended up staying three nights. On our last day there we drove about 70 km to Cape Bridgewater, just west of Portland. Wow! What a hidden gem. Miles of spectacular coastline dotted with the alien like wind farm resulted in numerous photo stops and a couple of lovely walks although not the one to the local seal colony which a returning couple told us was strenuous and that most of the seals ‘were out to lunch.’

Next stop, Port Fairy,